Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"I don't know what to say. You are already under the control of others, but you still dare to bark! This slap is a slap from me on behalf of God Erlang. Please remember it well."

Zhu Houzhao's face was full of coldness. If he hadn't had a big plan with Erlang Shen, this idiot who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth would have been crushed to death by him.

"I'm not afraid of death! So what if you kill me? My true king will avenge me! If you have the guts, tell me your name. After I die, I will definitely entrust a dream to my true king and ask him to avenge me! "

Zhang Boshi was so suppressed by this pressure that he could not raise his head, so he could only roar hysterically.

There was a trace of murderous intent in Zhu Houzhao's eyes, but he finally calmed down and was about to tell Uncle Zhang his name.

But at this moment, a stream of light suddenly flashed across the distance, and a clear voice came from far to near:

"Bold maniac! How dare you hurt my brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man with a majestic appearance, wearing bright silver armor and holding a three-foot bronze sword in his hand, rushed in front of Zhu Houzhao and slashed hard at his head!

The sword is sharp, but before the sword edge reaches it, the sword intention has already penetrated in all directions. The dense sword energy runs wildly, and the power of the sword is so terrifying!

"Xuanyuan!"

Zhu Houzhao shouted softly. In his consciousness, the repaired Xuanyuan Sword suddenly turned into a golden light and flew out, striking the young man's three-foot bronze sword.

With a "bang" sound, the young man's three-foot bronze sword was knocked out by the Xuanyuan Sword's blow.

The young man was so angry that he took out his hand and slapped Zhu Houzhao on the heart, heading straight for Huanglong.

Zhu Houzhao did not dodge, and even pushed his chest forward. The palm slapped on his heart made a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

The young man was repelled by the counter-shock force of Zhu Houzhao's powerful body, and fell back for more than ten cloths. He covered his hand with severe pain and stared at Zhu Houzhao in disbelief.

"How do you have such an indestructible divine sword? How do you have such a hard body?" The young man shouted with a look of surprise.

You must know that he is in the realm of Taiyi True Immortal, and he has also practiced powerful body training techniques. His combat effectiveness can be considered first-class in the heaven. The cultivation level of most immortals is not as good as his own.

This man was actually able to block his full-strength palm with just his physical strength.His physical strength is comparable to those of gods in the Da Luo realm.

His Sixty-five Mysterious Sword was given by Yang Jian, and it was a magical weapon that helped him achieve extraordinary feats in defeating demons and bandits, large and small.

However, compared with this man's nameless divine sword, his own Sixty-Five Mysterious Sword was only second-rate or third-rate, which surprised him.

Where does this person come from?

"Haha, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. You don't know that there are still many things to do!" Zhu Houzhao sneered, holding his shoulders leisurely with his hands, staring at the young man with interest and said:

"Let me guess... He wields a three-foot green steel sword, is in the realm of Taiyi True Immortal, and is brother-in-law with Meishan Taiwei Zhang Boshi... he must be General Meishan. Are you Nao Jian or Guo Shen?"

When the young man heard this, he immediately replied seriously: "I am one of the Seven Saints of Meishan, a divine general under Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, and I am also General Guo Shen of Meishan! Who are you?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled and did not answer Guo Shen's question directly. Instead, he muttered softly:

"It's really unlucky. We defeated Captain Meishan, and here comes General Meishan. Erlangshen, Erlangshen, you have a bunch of people under your command, are they all unreasonable?"

Seeing that Zhu Houzhao ignored him and muttered to himself, Guo Shen suddenly felt that he was losing face, so he shouted sharply:

"What do you mean by talking to yourself there? Do you not take this general seriously? My general asked you, who are you? When you dared to come to our river mouth to run wild and bully my brother Zhang, did you ever think Have you ever experienced the consequences of committing such a heinous crime?"

"Consequences?" Zhu Houzhao narrowed his eyes, and his eyes gradually turned cold, tilted his head, and said in a ruthless voice:

"I really don't know what the consequences will be... Let alone Zhang Boshi and you, even Erlang Shen himself, if he dares to be arrogant in front of me, I will beat him up!"

"Bold!" Guo Shen shouted,

Erlang Shen Yang Jian was Guo Shen's master. Zhu Houzhao's rude remarks naturally touched Guo Shen's objections, which completely angered Guo Shen.

"The madman actually dares to insult the True Lord. He really deserves death! You must die!"

Guo Shen was immediately blinded by anger. He didn't even consider the difference in realm between him and Zhu Houzhao. He just shouted and rushed forward regardless of the situation.

Zhu Houzhao smiled contemptuously, stretched out his hand to activate the Samadhi True Fire, and after controlling the weight, a circle of sparks spurted out from his palm.

Guo Shen knew what he was doing. When he saw the spark, he knew it was Samadhi True Fire, and since it could be released from his hand, it must be Dacheng's Samadhi True Fire, so he hurriedly retreated.

But the sparks formed by the Samadhi True Fire were too fast. Although Guo Shen had retreated immediately, there were still a few sparks stuck to his armor.

In an instant, those few sparks spread and expanded, directly burning through Guo Shen's bright silver armor. The fire continued and became more and more fierce.

Guo Shen understood that nothing could extinguish this Samadhi True Fire except the True Water of the same level and the Sea Water of the Four Seas.

For a moment, Guo Shen stood helplessly on the spot, falling into deep despair.

"Tsk, tsk, where was your majestic look just now? I just used my magical power a little bit, but you were helpless and were captured without any help?" Zhu Houzhao mocked.

Zhang Boshi on the side also witnessed his brother's embarrassment with his own eyes through his spiritual consciousness. He knew that if the fire of Samadhi continued to burn, Guo Shen would definitely be wiped out.

Thinking of this, Zhang Boshi couldn't help but feel a strong sense of guilt. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered to Zhu Houzhao:

"Exalted Immortal! This matter happened because of me. It was my arrogance that provoked you, but my brother has nothing to do with this matter. Please accept your magical powers and spare my brother's life!"

"Bo Shi! I am not afraid of death. Don't beg for mercy from this madman who blasphemed the true king. None of the Seven Saints of Meishan is afraid of death!"

When Uncle Zhang heard this, he raised his head, his eyes widened angrily, and roared loudly.

"This is my fault. I can't let you die because of me. Immortal, if you want to kill me, kill me. Please let my brother go!"

"Ha, you two brothers have a deep and enviable friendship..." Zhu Houzhao shook his head and chuckled.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan, the grass-headed god who had fainted from pain, also woke up and turned around.

Seeing the situation on the field, he hurriedly shouted...